"Is it painful? Child? ”

A kind voice sounded in Zhou Yan's heart, and this warmth and kindness centered on the heart, and then spread rapidly towards the surrounding shapes. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Zhou Yan knew that this was just a dream, a dream that had never been seen before.

Waking up from a dream is waking up with tears in your eyes.

He leaned against the wall, while the man sat on the same bench.

"Awake?"

The man stood up from the bench with a wooden cane.

"Let's go, let's eat!"

I couldn't help but say that this natural tone could not tolerate the slightest resistance from Zhou Yan.

Zhou Yan hadn't recovered from the original dream.

The dream was so real, as if it were really immersive.

Or maybe Zhou Yan has been living in a dream!

The man was in front and Zhou Yan was behind, and neither of them spoke all the way, only the man's wooden cane clicked.

"Uncle...... "......Zhou Yan wanted to stop the person in front of him, but he didn't know what to call it for a while.

Judging by his age, he is estimated to be forty or fifty years old, and he should be called uncle.

It's just that he said that he was the younger brother of Grandpa Zhou, and if it was his turn to have that relationship, it would be okay to call Grandpa.

Therefore, as soon as Zhou Yan opened his mouth, he immediately closed his mouth.

"What's wrong?" Although Zhou Yan kept his mouth shut, the man still heard the previous movement, turned around, and asked Zhou Yan what was the matter.

Zhou Yan was embarrassed, didn't know how to answer, and looked down at the ground.

"Hehehe, let's go!" The man turned around and continued to move forward, and Zhou Yan also continued to follow quietly behind him.

Quietly, without a word.

Be quiet?

Today...... Isn't it really too quiet!

Zhou Yan raised his head suddenly, looked around, this place is still a vineyard, but ......

The man in front of him stopped again.

"What's wrong? Why did it stop again? The man turned around and asked, somewhat confused.

Zhou Yan still didn't speak, but his body couldn't help but lean back.

"What's wrong?" The man was very puzzled and took two steps closer to Zhou Yan.

Zhou Yan also took two steps back.

Today, it seems strange here......

The man in front of him...... Who exactly?

Zhou Yan suddenly realized this problem, who is this man in front of him?

I obviously didn't know him at all, why did I talk to him so naturally and follow him forward?

The right hand was secretly wiped towards his waist, where a knife hung out.

The man didn't notice Zhou Yan's movements, but he still walked towards Zhou Yan, with a slightly confused but mostly kind smile on his face.

Zhou Yan didn't retreat, watching him approach, closer, closer, closer!

Get closer and closer until you get there!

Zhou Yan quietly drew his knife.

Secretly, quietly, that man would never find out.

The man's feet are slightly lame, so he walks very slowly, very slowly and at the same time very hard.

But no matter how slow it is, it still has to go into this range in the end.

Zhou Yan's attack range!

Knives, come out!

"Ahh

The knife drawn from his waist is the Su Zhi that Zhang Zhixin left to Zhou Yan, and it is also Zhou Yan's own Zhizhi, this knife that can kill!

The knife was so sharp that it could even cut through the thin air and dangle in front of a man's eyes.

At that moment, time seemed to stand still, and Zhou Yan clearly felt that the knife in his hand seemed to receive a great resistance, and his body seemed to be stuck to something, becoming extremely clumsy.

It's time!

Zhou Yan heard the fragmented sound of time, and the sound of breaking the air that stretched infinitely in his ears.

The knife slashed in front of the man's cheek, and the tip of the knife touched the man's skin.

Waiting, only time!

"Ding!"

It's the sound of metal colliding.

But how is that possible?

Where does the metal come from? Where did the collision come from?

Zhou Yan was about to cut the man's cheek, even his eyeballs, and then poke straight into his brain.

The man had a wooden staff in his hand, and in his hand there was only one wooden staff.

The wooden staff is obviously in the hand, but why is it in front of the knife?

It's not that the man raises his staff to block the sword, it's that the staff was here in the first place, and it was predestined here many years ago to resist the sword!

Time doesn't matter anymore.

Because, it's cause and effect!

Time returned to its original appearance, and Zhou Yan's attack was easily blocked by the man's wooden staff, and Zhou Yan also quickly withdrew the knife in his hand, and then took a few steps back and raised the knife in front of him.

The man was still the same as before, holding a staff in one hand, standing and looking at Zhou Yan.

"What's wrong? When you wake up, do you want to move your muscles? ”

It's a very bad joke, maybe it's just a man trying to relieve this already embarrassing atmosphere.

It's just that this sounds like Zhou Yan, but it's not a joke at all.

The hand holding the sword tightened even more.

"Let's go, let's eat." The man was on a wooden cane, intending to leave.

So his back was left to Zhou Yan.

The first sword: the first bloom of the green lotus!

Quickly lift the wrist and remove the knife, then retract, remove the knife, and retract again.

This is a swordsmanship that has been practiced for a night, and it is practiced with a short knife.

It was as if there really was a blue-white lotus flower, blooming in the air. Bloom and then wither, and then bloom after withering......

The petals of the green lotus are flying everywhere, and they are beautiful!

The man had his back to the place, so he didn't have the privilege of seeing such a beautiful view.

The petals floated towards the man, as if he was blaming the man for ignoring his love, so he was a little angry, just to vent the resentment in his heart.

The corners of the man's clothes fell gently.

Each petal contains countless knives drawn by Zhou Di!

The man turned his back to Zhou Yan, who didn't see the undisguised appreciation and worry in his eyes.

This is truly a domineering sword ability!

It's just that......

Qinglian is still blooming, withering, and then withering and blooming......

It's just that none of the green lotus flowers are completely in full bloom!

Zhou Yanlian practiced one night after another...... No, it's late till early!

This is already quite remarkable, and it can be said that it is a rapid progress.

Only, is that enough?

How long did Zhou Yan practice?

Is it just four hours from late night to early morning?

He's been practicing for twenty-four days!

Twenty-four days! If you don't eat, drink, or sleep, you are on the rooftop, practicing swords, and you are practicing swords with knives!

For Zhou Yan, it was only four hours.

But when Huang Yunxi went up to the rooftop to summon the next Zhou Yan, those four hours were already really frozen in twenty-four days.

It's an incomprehensible law of time, and if it's really to be explained, there's only one reason.

Zhou Yan has been integrated into the knife!

His heart, his soul, his whole being!

He had all entered the knife completely, so he had forgotten the time, and he had forgotten the flesh!

Not hungry, thirsty, tireless, the desires of the flesh have been completely detached.

To hold a knife is to hold a world.

An unprecedented green lotus lit up Zhou Yan's eyes!

Did it work?